The cold wind was biting, raising a black robe hem.
The owner of the robe stood facing the wind. Under his feet was the bustling Xitang Street. Looking slightly ahead, he saw the bright stars.
In the distance, someone raised a Kongming lantern.
So many beautiful wishes slowly rose into space, following that few sparks.
The curtain behind him was opened, and someone stepped out of the balcony and saluted him respectfully: "Your Majesty."
Mo Jingxing looked away from the young man in a white gown and the girl in a red skirt in the crowd: "What's the matter?"
"As your Majesty expected, the visitor is officially Prince Yun."
"It's not what I expected." Mo Jingxing sat down on the wicker chair covered with tiger skin and drank a glass of wine: "Wei Siyun did not cover up his whereabouts at all."
The subordinate was puzzled: "Because of a woman?"
They came all the way from Northern Jiangsu, and all they heard all the way was that Prince Yun Lengxing was ruthless. How could he expose his identity on the street because of a woman with only a few shadow guards?
Is it because he is too confident in his patrol methods?
"Presumably this Prince Yun is not a powerful person, and he is not worthy of being respected by your Majesty."
"Not enough?" Mo Jingxing smiled slightly. He looked evil and even more handsome when he smiled: "He was able to survive from the hands of Emperor Xiling to this day. Do you think it is just luck?"
"My subordinates dare not!"
Mo Jingxing said nothing.
Through the gap in the fence, he saw the girl who had just spoken to Tai Ziyun and his wife standing at the door of the ceramics shop and had not left for a long time.
The subordinate followed his gaze and explained, "This is the fourth young lady of He Mansion, He Jinxiu."
"beautiful."
Mo Jingxing murmured: "She looks good, but when she stands in front of the prince's bride, she loses her color."
The subordinate carefully tried to figure out his thoughts: "Do you want me to go down and find out more?"
"We have to stay in Fufeng City for more than half a year. It will be boring. We must have some fun."
Mo Jingxing said, stood up, and went downstairs with a folding fan in his hand.
He has the attitude of a young man from aristocratic family and a passionate lover.
He crossed the arch bridge and walked up to He Jinxiu.
He Jinxiu was still lost in thought when a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, making her flinch as if frightened.
She was probably being pranked by He Qingyu all the time, and she carried a great deal of caution that was born with her.
Like a cat.
Mo Jingxing tilted his head to look at her and smiled suddenly: "I see that the girl has been here for a long time, but what kind of trouble did she encounter?"
He has a good temperament and is well-dressed.
Obviously not an ordinary person.
He Jinxiu was usually in the He Mansion and rarely had the chance to go out. This was the first time he had seen her chatting up with him.
The frightened cat blushed in vain and evaded in a low voice: "No, no."
"That means being alone and lonely." Mo Jingxing kept smiling: "Since we are all without company, can Jing invite the girl to enjoy the night view of Xitang together?"
He withheld his last name and only called himself Jing Xing.
He Jinxiu obviously couldn't recognize the other party's mask and thought he just met a kind-hearted young man.
But she did have the reserve that a daughter should have: "Thank you, Master, but it's too late, I should go home."
Mo Jingxing looked around: "Girl, didn't you travel without a servant? That's not possible. It's dark and the road is far away, so it's not safe to walk alone. Can Jingxing take you home?"
"Jing Xing?"
Mo Jingxing smiled again: "Well, Jing Xingxingzhi chose the first and third characters."
His smile is overly friendly and can easily disarm people.
Congratulations to Jinxiu with a slight blessing: "My little girl's surname is He and her name is Jinxiu."
"Six bridges are beautiful, ten miles of painting, February West Lake." Mo Jingxing said softly: "What a good name."
He Jinxiu is at home on weekdays, either studying female beauty or reading the Book of Songs.
Although He Feng didn't use this meaning when he named her, when Mo Jingxing said it in his mouth, it seemed as if she had become extremely solemn.
"Do you also like the Book of Songs?"
Colored lanterns line the river for ten miles, flickering off and on.
He Jinxiu's sideways eyes were illuminated and illuminated.
Mo Jing walked beside her, shielding her from the crowd, looking like a handsome gentleman.
"like."
He Jinxiu laughed happily.
To have this short moment of joy.
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A lantern with a little tiger was placed on the water and swayed with the waves.
Thousands of lanterns are connected together, like a river of stars falling into the world.
He Yunchu squatted on the bank of the small river and splashed the water with great interest.
Although the tentacles were cold, the moment I touched them, I felt strangely calm, as if the lantern contained not a vision, but the uneasiness of these days.
She watched her lantern drift away.
Wei Siyun asked from behind: "What wish did you make?"
He Yunchu thought for a moment and said, "I hope my family is safe and everything goes well."
She made the simplest promise, to Zhao Su, and to her former family members who, across the vast sea of people, wondered if they would have a chance to see each other again.
I was still happy originally.
When Wei Siyun saw her squatting there for a long time, the light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch.
It's like I'm stuck in nostalgia, feeling inexplicably sad.
He Yunchu's fingertips were still immersed in the cold water, but suddenly they felt warm, causing someone to hold them tightly with his palms.
She suddenly came to her senses: "What's wrong?"
Wei Siyun brought the people to the shore, looked up at the lights all around, and said nothing for a long time.
His palms were actually a little sweaty.
What was not said was that He Yunchu was squatting there just now and was obviously very close, but when she was distracted, he felt that this person was very far away.
It's far from being separated by mountains and seas, but by some kind of medium that he can't cross.
The memory of He Yunchu is real.
There was something hidden there that he couldn't see or understand.
"Your scratching hurts me!" He Yunchu shouted softly.
At that moment, Wei Siyun wanted to ask, who are you?
You are not He Yunchu, who are you, where do you come from, and are you going to move forward?
But as soon as he moved his lips, his throat felt dry.
He didn't know what answer he wanted to hear.
I don’t know what answer He Yunchu will give.
But what is certain is that she is not the He Yunchu she was before, and has nothing to do with He Feng.
Otherwise, according to He Jinxiu's description, they had been oppressed in the mansion before, so they should have a good relationship.
But the voice He Yunchu called "Fourth Sister" just now was obviously unfamiliar.
"Wei Siyun?!"
He Yunchu's wrists were so painful that he couldn't break free.
Wei Siyun also seemed stunned.
"What's wrong with you?" He Yunchu's free hand waved in front of his eyes: "Hey?"
Wei Siyun suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed her hand, held her hands in a gesture, and pulled her in front of him.
"He Yunchu, don't live in Liuxiufang. If you don't want to enter the palace, then live in my private residence."
Why do you want her to move?
"Whoever wants to go to your private house has no name or status—"
"What title do you want? The position of Crown Princess is currently vacant. If you want it, I will propose marriage tomorrow."
He Yunchu was stunned for a moment and asked strangely: "Why did you..."
"When you have a child, your parents should be at peace with each other, right?"
He Yunchu frowned slightly: "Children?"
Even if I give birth to one child, do you still want to have both children?
After a while, Wei Siyun caught a glimpse of He Yunchu's fearful expression and shook his head: "No, I won't marry!" This chapter has been completed!